Chapter 4
Barney did not see Mary again until two nights after his first sexual encounter with her.
The following night he had had some platoon meetings with platoon guides from the company. That prohibited him from leaving the base. But he vowed next evening nothing would stop him from showing up at the bar to once again encounter beautiful Mary.
If there was one thing that Barney was certain of, it was that he had the balls to pull off what he was seeking to do. His objective was to make Mary Grimes his trained slut, to step by step take her through the ropes of sex until she was conditioned to the point wherein she would be willing to do just about anything to please this hunk of a man.
When Barney arrived at the bar, it was fairly busy. For approximately one hour, Mary was so busy serving soldiers beer that she hardly had time to say anything to Barney.
After about one hour, the soldiers began to leave. A number of them did so specifically because of Barney. It made them feel uncomfortable being around the tough drill instructor, who was able to intimidate them both on the drill field and off. They knew that if they got rambunctious or a little tipsy and made too much noise, that Barney might be there to sternly reprimand them.
When the biggest part of the business subsided, Barney made his move.
"I'm taking you home right after closing time," he said.
"Just like that?" she looked at him startledly. "Yeah, just like that."
"Didn't it occur to you that maybe I'd have other plans?"
"I'm not even gonna listen to any of that other plans bullshit anymore," he growled.
"It doesn't happen to be bullshit. As a matter-of-fact, I have a date. You know, Barney, you're gonna have to learn to respect other people. I didn't even know you were coming in tonight. So you just wander in and tell me that you're taking me home. Maybe I've got a little something to say about that."
"I thought you learned something the other night."
"I learned that you can be a very cruel and ruthless person."
"And that I can also fuck like hell," he growled.
"Don't forget that."
"Maybe I like somebody who's a little more of a gentleman."
'To hell with that gentleman slop," Barney told her disgustedly. "I'm a cocksman and that's what you need. You need a son-of-a-bitch like me, somebody who's not afraid to call a spade a spade, somebody who's willing to fuck the hell out of you and make a woman out of you. You sure as hell weren't a woman until two nights ago."
"This really is an ego trip. So you claim to be the man who made me into a woman."
"I at least got you a start. There's still a lot of work to be done. I'm willing to get in there with you right now. As a matter-of-fact, that's what we're gonna do."
"Like I said, I have a date."
Barney tightened his lips, then frowned as he looked directly into Mary's eyes.
"Then you get your little ass on over to the nearest phone over there and you call that date up," he said. "You just tell that date you've got other plans". The other plans are me. And while you're at it I'll tell you something else, you little whore. From here on out, you're not gonna be having other plans. No way. You're gonna learn to like me. You're gonna get addicted to my long, hard dick. So get your ass over there before I kick it."
Mary looked at Barney in silence. Even though she knew he was nervy and crude, there was something of a grudging admiration that once again was surfacing within her for him.
After pausing for several moments, Mary walked over to the telephone and placed her call.
"That's more like it," Barney grinned.
By the time that closing time arrived, Barney was pleasantly high. Once that he saw that the beer was starting to affect him, he deliberately coasted. Eventually Mary closed the place up and they drove in their separate cars over to her apartment.
Barney wasn't about to waste any time getting undressed. He immediately stripped down to his shorts, then removed them as well. He threw himself down on his back in the middle of the bed, allowing his fingers to grip against his hard, steely cock. Up and down his fingers pumped against his firm, excited peter. The quicker that his fingers moved searchingly against his stiff staff, the closer that Mary moved toward finishing the act of undressing.
When she slid her panties down her legs and showed her delectable cunt, Barney's fingers moved even more sweepingly as they pushed against his huge, energetic prick.
Once Barney removed his fingers from his sturdy cock, he moved his body toward hers. He reached out with both hands and started to glide his fingers soothingly and softly against her breasts. He tickled her nipples a few times, then began pressing more sharply against her warm, excited tits.
"I'm gonna fuck your mouth," he told her. "My broiling prick is gonna do the job. I'm gonna slam it inside you. Damned, I'm gonna go off. I'm gonna push my prick against your throat. I'm gonna drive it hard against your hot throat. Ahhh, just thinking about it turns me on so much."
It scared Mary tremendously to conceive of him hurling his hard, savage pecker inside of her mouth. But she wasn't about to tell him what he could or couldn't do. For one thing, she knew by now that it would only cause her lover to become that much more angry. The angrier he became, the bigger the problem that would ensue.
He pushed his stiff, decisive prick toward her mouth, allowing it to ease its way inside.
At first Mary concluded that it wasn't as bad as what she had thought, but her attitude soon changed as he began to slam with sledgehammer authority as he worked his cock back and forth, grinding deep inside of her mouth.
Pretty soon Barney's charging body was working in a rapid-fire fashion, his stiff dick grinding its way all the way to the base of her throat. The harder that he let his piercing stick ram as he worked his cock inside of her mouth, the closer that he pushed to the captivating point of orgasm when the thick, white peter fluids would all commence to shoot from the end of his excited ramrod.
Barney gritted his teeth as he pleasantly felt the tingly sensation in his bulging balls. His testicles were on fire with passionate desire as his sweeping dick kept on grinding, twisting back and forth as he propelled his steely dick that much deeper into her throat.
"Damned, this is my kind of fuck," he said. "Ahhh, damned, you've got a nice mouth. Perfect for fucking. I'm gonna unload my hot stuff inside it."
While his penis kept on wedging ever so sharply, working deep inside of her hot mouth, Barney reached out and slid his fingers back and forth as he manipulated them through her sweaty hair. When he finished fingering her hair, he reached down and grabbed at her butt. Pretty soon his strong, sturdy fingers were grabbing tightly, holding onto her ass cheeks as he worked ever closer to the state of orgasm.
The blazing cauldron of testicle flesh let him know in no uncertain terms just how close he was to unloading the droplets of his piercing peter stream. A few quick, devastating thrusts later, he could feel the itchiness reaching overpowering dimensions.
His body rocked and Barney heaved a loud sigh as he watched the first few droplets of his thick, white peter goo start to shoot from the end of his dick.
As the pecker fluid cascaded wildly into Mary's mouth, Barney smiled ghoulishly. It made him feel an ever-greater delight to know that he was dominating this woman to the ultimate degree. No longer could she dispute the degree of control that he wielded over her.
His cock kept ramming back and forth sharply as the streaming flood tide of his hot, white jissum kept on splashing, spilling with magnetic desire as Barney laughed loudly.
"You're a bitch and you want to be treated like a bitch," he said. "You broads are all alike. Yeah, you say that you want to be treated like a lady. Hell, you don't want any of that lady bullshit. You want to be fucked. You want a son-of-a-bitch like me. You want somebody who can take care of you, first, last and always."
Barney kept on ramming his vehicle ever so steadily inside of her mouth, watching as the last few drops of his blistering, white cream descended from the end of his burning dagger.
When he removed his still-swollen cock from her mouth, Barney reached down and grabbed a quick feel of Mary's tits. He squeezed them ever so tightly, then removed his fingers.
"I guess you really felt that," he said. "How was the load of juice?"
"I thought you were gonna drown me in it," Mary replied.
"That's a good one," he laughed. "Well, that would be quite a way to go."
"I'd never thought about that before."
"But you've never done much cock sucking before. And I'll bet you were never throat fucked before now."
"You're right. This was the first time."
"You survived it, didn't you?"